Rebirth alone

Sister Yang hurriedly said, "No, Yutong is fine."

Fortunately in the misfortune, the little girl escaped the catastrophe, the child was greedy, ate too much greasy food that night, had a stomachache at night, woke up with a stomachache, got up groggy, and wanted to ask grandpa to accompany her to the bathroom, But the old man didn't answer after calling several times. Even an eight-year-old child felt that something was wrong. She wanted to go out to find someone, but she passed out as soon as she went out, and was discovered by the neighbor who was off the night shift near dawn.

The neighbors in the neighborhood felt sorry for the old and the young, and the rich and powerful contributed to take care of the old man's funeral, and the little girl temporarily stayed at Sister Yang's house.

Ye Tao was confused and asked Sister Yang about the dead Ye Tao. Although Sister Yang was a little puzzled, she still told him, but Sister Yang didn't know much, and only said that his funeral was the two of them. It was arranged by friends, and they also bought the old man's cemetery. Afterwards, they sent a sum of money to Sister Yang who took in the little girl, saying that they would arrange a place for the little girl when it was convenient in the future.

Ye Tao didn't speak for a while, and listened in a daze to Sister Yang's words about where the old man was buried, and told him to put incense on the old man if he wanted to, and then said a few words of emotion and helplessness such as good people don't live long, so he stabilized Live part of the mood.

Ye Tao asked Sister Yang to take more care and take care of the little girl as much as possible.Sister Yang's family has two children, the youngest is only five years old. She has to take care of the family and go to work, so it is impossible to take in the little girl for a long time. Naturally, Sister Yang will not tell the half-old children who have never met, but Ye Tao is always walking around the courtyard, he knows the situation of each family to some extent, he has to find a way to accommodate the little girl, now that the child has lost all his close relatives, he feels so sad and panicked.

That Ye Tao is already dead, it’s useless to think too much, no matter what time it is, the living are more important than the dead, Ye Tao reminded himself repeatedly, trying to appease the overwhelm caused by death, but after hanging up the phone, he Still motionless for a long time, he was like a statue, but his heart was in a mess. He never imagined that he would experience such a thing. It was so unimaginable and so powerless.

Zhou Ziqian was thinking about his nephew, and he had no urgent work arrangements in the afternoon, so he came back early. Hearing from the servant that Young Master Sun hadn't taken his medicine at noon, he came directly to Ye Tao's room.

Ye Tao was in a mess. If he could, he didn't want to meet anyone or deal with it, but he couldn't do that, so he sat up listlessly.

"I can't drink it. I'll vomit after drinking it." Ye Tao was still weak and accompanied by a mild low-grade fever, and his voice was hoarse and weak. Why didn't he want to make himself feel better?But he drank the medicine delivered in the morning holding his breath, and the result was the same as last night. He vomited completely in a short while, and felt dizzy, chest tightness, shortness of breath and uncomfortable for a long time. The medicine is used to treat diseases. After drinking it is worse than not drinking it, so why drink it?So he didn't take the medicine that was delivered at noon.

Zhou Ziqian just heard his servant say that his nephew refused to take the medicine and thought he was throwing a temper tantrum again. Hearing that he still couldn’t take the medicine, he couldn’t help feeling a little nervous: “Is it because of the fever? I’ll ask them to change the prescription. Get back and recuperate slowly."

"It's just a low fever, try ginger syrup, I should be able to drink that."

"What's the use of that thing?"

"Try it, it's better than throwing up after drinking it." Ye Tao took the hot water handed over by Zhou Ziqian and sipped it with eyelashes down. He only ate half a bowl of porridge for lunch, but his stomach felt full. He doesn't want to eat anything. In the past, he had a good appetite and good health, and thought that being healthy was a very common thing, but now that he thinks about it, he realizes how precious it is.

Zhou Ziqian didn't think that ginger syrup could reduce fever, but he still had the mentality of giving it a try and asked someone to cook a bowl. Ye Tao thought that he would sweat and feel better after the fever was relieved, so he forced himself to drink a whole bowl of hot sugar water. He drank it all down, and after drinking it, he was so full that it seemed that sugar water would gush out of his mouth. He didn't dare to lie down, so he sat against the head of the bed, and a slap-sized face appeared when he was wrapped in a pile of quilts. With a small face, the room is very warm and the quilt is thick, but Zhou Yunxi has been sick all year round, and his body has no firepower at all. Ye Tao's body is only a little damp after covering it for a long time, and his sweat pores are wide open It's still far away to sweat happily.

Although he didn't want to move at all, Ye Tao had no choice but to propose a second plan: "How about I take a hot bath? It's too strenuous to do so."

"No." Zhou Ziqian was very cautious with this little nephew, "Don't get wet until the fever subsides."

Ye Tao didn't say anything more, the little head on the quilt was half-hanging weakly, he couldn't explain to the Zhou family that he was not their Young Master Sun, if he really wanted to tell the truth, he would probably be regarded as mentally ill, according to the current situation He can only "make mistakes and make mistakes", relying on this sickly crooked body and relying on this uncle to live.

Until the evening, when Zhou Yunyang came home from school to visit his younger brother, Ye Tao was still covering himself in the quilt. When Zhou Yunyang came, Zhou Ziqian had only left for a while, and the handsome young man sat where his uncle had just been sitting. With a little cautiousness on his face: "Yunxi, are you still angry with brother?"

Ye Tao said listlessly: "What did you say yesterday? I don't remember."

Zhou Yunyang heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, with a slightly reassuring smile on his face, he moved from the wooden stool beside the bed to sit on the bed, and asked Ye Tao if he was in better health, Ye Tao only responded twice, no. The spirit is not in the mood to deal with him.

Zhou Yunyang asked about his physical condition with concern, and before leaving, he patted Ye Tao's head comfortingly: "Get better soon."

That day's dinner was another bowl of porridge, and the rest of the soup and noodles Ye Tao didn't touch. Zhou Ziqian was there when the servant delivered the medicine. Zhou Ziqian kindly persuaded him to try to drink some. Ye Tao secretly With a sigh, in order to make him give up, he vomited again in front of him, and the porridge that he had finally eaten was also vomited out. After tossing and tossing, he lay lifeless on the bed, with an ugly face like a ghost, as if at any time will die.

Zhou Ziqian stood beside the bed for a while, then went out frowning. Not long after, Zhou Ziqian's voice of questioning came from the middle hall. Ye Tao vaguely heard Zhou Ziqian talking to Mr. Liu, but what did he say? Not very clear, after a while he heard a sigh among those vague conversations, the voice was a little erratic, if there was nothing, it seemed to be close at hand, and it seemed to be blown in by the wind.

Ye Tao opened his eyes drowsily, and found that there was only him and a servant in the room. The servant was squatting beside the bed and wiping the floor and bedside where he had vomited, probably because he was afraid of disturbing him. His movements were very light, with almost no sound. , the sigh disappeared.

The servant noticed that he was looking at him, so he asked him if he wanted to vomit again, and he said, "It's okay, I have tinnitus."

When Zhou Ziqian came back, Ye Tao had already fallen asleep, but he was not feeling well, and his sleep was not deep. He woke up when the mattress sank slightly. Zhou Ziqian took off his coat and threw it on the stool at the end of the bed, lying next to Ye Tao. After he got down, he felt a cold air mixed with the smell of tobacco, which was very light and not pungent.

"Don't drink the medicine for now, stop for a couple of days and have a look." Zhou Ziqian tucked the corner of the quilt for him, kissed his cheek that smelled of medicine, "Go to sleep, it won't be uncomfortable when you fall asleep. "

Ye Tao let out a "huh" and thought to himself: If your comforting words are always so stereotyped, your little nephew might have the idea of ​​"you won't feel bad if you don't wake up" after hearing too much. I hope it's not like this Otherwise, if you know the truth, you might regret it for the rest of your life.

Only Ye Tao, who has a cold and a fever, will be raised for more than ten days, and there are always servants guarding outside the door. If there is any trouble in his place, he will rush in to check, as if he is afraid that he will die quietly in the house, and Zhou Ziqian will not. Relaxed, he was busy with work during the day and watched the night in person when he came back at night. Ye Tao, who was taken care of by others, was groggy, weak and weak, and eating something was worse than being tortured.

God is like a kind and cruel child, cruelly took his life away, and kindly gave him a new life, but putting a soul accustomed to health into a weak and sick body is somewhat kind and somewhat Very malicious?